A news story broke two weeks ago that went largely unnoticed. Perhaps Kim Kardashian was showing off her butt somewhere and that drew all the coverage.
Even though the Super Bowl was five days ago, New Orleans is still partying. This past Tuesday, an estimated 800,000 people attended a parade, which included lavish floats.
In case you’re visiting from another planet, this Sunday is Super Bowl XLIV from Miami. The late Pete Rozelle, then National Football League commissioner, used roman numerals to create a gladiator feel.
Last week, the Supreme Court, the same body that saw fit to select George W. Bush as president in 2000, issued a ruling allowing corporations to contribute unlimited funds to political campaigns.
In 2004, Pat Robertson was on the “Larry King Show” recounting a conversation that he had with God who told him that “Bush would win in a blowout” (making God sound more like Jimmy the Greek than the Almighty).
Whenever Oscar and I go for a walk, it’s obvious he’s the one walking me. I’m just the schnook holding the leash. He loves to meet new people and I merely tag along for the ride.
In American history, the years 2000 to 2009 represents among the worst decades ever. The 1860’s with the Civil War, and the 1960’s with Vietnam and the assassinations of JFK, RFK, MLK and Malcolm X, may rank worse. But only slightly.
Today is New Year’s Day, which may explain my hangover. I remember a particular New Year’s when just the typewriter keys hitting the paper gave me a pounding headache.
Christmas has finally arrived. That means in one more week, the day after New Year’s, we’ll all be on diets. I’m Jewish, and should be biased toward Chanukah but, between the two, Christmas wins, hands down.
The public’s fascination with Tiger Woods is insatiable. At market checkout stands everywhere the tabloids are filled with lurid photos of Tiger’s alleged mistresses and his ex-model wife (soon to be ex-model, ex-wife).
Last Saturday morning my computer crashed, which left me slightly apoplectic. Between my computer and my car not working, I’d choose the car. I can always take the bus.
When I was growing up the national sports pastime was baseball. Football, basketball and hockey, were all considered minor sports, at least compared to baseball.
